Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-04-08

riage, but | certainly expected some
syi1I,aths from goa. said Mildred, in
an Injured tone. As it seems quite
useless to explain natter will not
trouble you further" and size rose AZ i
to 20
.-Sit down, you unreasonable child.
and tell me what you want me 70 do.
said Miss Lay, drawing her stool near
er the fire. II am sorry you're 80 un-
happy, though don't see that you
have any cause to be 80 wretched and
hcart-broken. You have it in your
power to be the happiest woman in
town" she continued al Mildred, with
heavy sigh. resumed her sear-
Certainly Miss Lay was displaying
more forethonght and wisdom than one
would have expected from SO shallow
and frivolous creature,
s.Whaf can / do for you Mildredf''
she asked, after little silence.
You can let me stay with you till
morning sad Mildred. with sudden
eagerness. sI-I-arn- going home
tomorrow, her voice tailoring little.
II couldn't bear to stay another night
in that housed
mildred, you are not in earnest?o
aud Miss Lays blue eyes opened wide
with establishment.
'.But am in earnest very much In
earnest. returned Mildred, quickly,
her voice growing firm again II see
no reason why / should stay here and
be miserable when they want me so at
home, the boys especially. Jack writes
that father mopes all day, and Tom mas
broken his arm. and things are getting
topsy turvy, and
"A pure fabrication Of Jack .. in
terrupted Miss Lag, just written to
til up space. And you want TO leave
your beautiful home aad husband that
worships the very ground that you walk
| On; don't shake your head in that
scornful way. for it's trueto go back
| to those horrid troublesome boysi Well.
| oniJ wish Johu Vernon had asked me
TO marry hiInr
Mildred laughed IN spite Of herself
| at the owl-like gravity of Miss Lays
| look and tone
That's better, and goes to prove
that you're not half as wretcbed as you
| imagine. Now, Mildred, the right way
| to manage man IS to make him be-
i.eye he's the only man in the world
| worth looking at
is that alp" asked Mildred, dryiy.
| Yes,
| Then I'm afraid I'll never learn how
to manage man. = said Mildred, with
| little curl of the lip.
See here, Mildred, you know you're
| in the wrong. and it's your business to
| set matters right again. said Miss
Lay. beginning to lose patience and to
realize that she had a rather difficult
task before her. II know John Vernon
l al. Il Il,
band, and know Just how sensitive he
is, and how easily you have made him
| believe that he is too old and quiet for
| you, and that he has tired you with his
| simple. commonplace ways. / know,
too, that he's Just miserable over this
little-what shall / call it?-misunder-
standing.
| do you really think he iss- asked
Mildred. unbending little.
| II am certa n he is How can he be
| anything else? Now, Mildred. go
/ home, like good girl and make your
peace with him.
1 Mildred burst into tears. and taking
| her silence as r good sign. Miss Lay
FASTENED TO follow up her advantage
| III send you home in the carriage.
/ she said. as she helped Mildred ON with
AftA Nic<aA tAf43 mat AC4A cOHH ' AEAA
lonely and ran over to spend an hour
! or two with me-" she added, as she
kissed Mildred good-by
/ Liz e, | believe was mad little
while ago. whispered Mildred lyon
have saved me from lifetime Of mis-
/ cry and regret, And you will keep my
secret?" she added. pleadingly.
A pressure Of the hand was her only
answer. and looking back Mildred saw
that the blue eyes were full OF tears
At half past eight O'Clock, contrary
to his custom. Vernon returned home.
Could it have been the memory OF Mil
dred' sad. wistfn1 face that spoiled his
evenings pleasure and hurried him
home9 if two or three hours Of aimless
longing in the club rooms could BE-
called pleasure.
| The truth was he was getting tired
and restless over this cold silence and
restraint. for which. according to his
idea of right and. he was not TO blame
vet he longed to make his peace with
Mildred. longed to take her in his arms
and kiss away her tears. and assure
her over and over again how dear she
was 10 him and how much he missed
the sweet companionship that had been
theirs until this cloud came between
them. Tonight. for the first time since
their estrangement, his heart softeued
at the memory of her pale. weary face
Il have been brute and q fooli" be
said to himself Il should have re-
membered that she was young AMI
thoughtless. and that her sudden out
burst of jealousy was proof that she
cared for me. perhaps, more than de-
serve | wonder if i made mistake
in asking such childish creature to
marry mes No doubt she would have
been happier as the wife of a younger
man.
| Closing the door of his room softly.
he crossed the hall and looked into his
wife's room A fire burned cheerfully
in the CRATE; an open book lay on the
table, and q pair of dainty, embroidered
slippers had been thrown carelessly BY
the fire. On the open book Law little
glove with the faint perfume of violets
still clinging to it How wildly every
thing suggested the presence OF his
Young wife, and yet the room was va
cant,
A sudden, vague foreboding seized
him. as he pushed the door open
and went in. then with little nervous
laugh he sat down before the 6re.
''How foolish / am. she has only gone
ont for an hour or two II = sI,,;.a